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Show Christmas is a tree with bright lights and tinsel and the Star atop. It is a tumble of gifts, wrapped with pretty ribbon, beneath its green boughs. It is the ' light and faith in little children's eyes on Christmas morning. It is the choking feeling of joy in mother's heart as the packages are opened. It is the tear that wells in dad's eye and he tries to hide it with a grin. It is the remembrances of many other Christmases by grandmother and grandfather, undimmed by golden time. It is the sermon of the Story of Bethlehem. The hymns of thefchoir, the candlelight service, the softness of children's voices, the peace and goodwill that can come into men's hearts. ( Christmas is the big tall tree in school, the only tree some of the children can call their own. It is the striped candy cane. It is the joyful music of chimes and church belts, the carols from the record shop, the spirit of the season that makes strangers friends. It is the garland and the candle in the window, the cards on tot mantel, the wreath on the door, the mistletoe hung for Sis. It is sincerity in a handshake, hand-shake, the wishes of glad tidings, the vocal meaning in the hello from neighbors. neigh-bors. Christmas is a light. A light that vanquishes darkness; the light ol charity: |